"Mr. Skinder, that's probably what happened."

The female lawyer closed the documents in her hand and smiled at the man sitting opposite her, "Although the result has not come out yet, I think things have turned around. Maybe it won't take long to clear you of the suspicion."

"Thank you, Ms. Snow."

The man opposite nodded slightly, and Sigmund, not far away, silently withdrew his gaze. This was the first time he had seen the father of the original owner of his body, Lawrence Skinder.

There was no embarrassment as I imagined. When I saw this man, a very familiar feeling surged in my heart, like an old friend who had been reunited for a long time, without any sense of strangeness.

Lawrence looks very young, but in fact he should be thirty-seven or eight years old. The ups and downs in recent days have made him feel a little unsatisfied.

There are a few silver threads on the temples, and the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes are not obvious.

More importantly, this man is really too handsome.

It's simply handsome.

At first, Sigmun was extremely satisfied with the appearance of his body, but when he saw Lawrence, he understood what random pairing and probability in inheritance meant.

"I actually didn't help much, mainly Sigmun." Rebecca smiled. The two of them were already familiar with each other, so she called Sigmun's name directly.

"he?"

Lawrence looked puzzled. No one knew Sigmon better than him. Of course he didn't believe Rebecca's humble performance.

After completing his position, Rebecca stood up and left the space for the father and son.

"You look pretty good."

Sigmun smiled and said hello. On weekdays, there is not so much restraint between the father and son, and they call him by his name when communicating.

"Tresa doesn't know what's going on here, right?"

Lawrence asked with some concern.

"She is still in school, and I didn't inform her." Sigmun replied, Theresa was another child in Lawrence.

"That's good!" Lawrence breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, hasn't Mr. Perio been looking for you?" he asked with some concern.

"That perfume merchant, what did he ask me for?" Sigmun pretended to be puzzled.

"That's good." Lawrence vaguely, "This is really great news. Poor Tony, I don't know who killed him."

After a few sighs, Lawrence's mood improved a little.

"When it's all over, we can go home."

He sighed.

Looking at Lawrence, who was looking forward to the future, Sigmun opened his mouth and planned to tell him the truth.

"Even if we get rid of the suspicion, we can't go back for the time being."

"What's going on?" Lawrence widened his eyes.

"I sold the house..."

"Haha, what does that matter? I'll sell the house..."

etc!

"What did you say?!"

Lawrence suddenly stood up, "What are you doing the house..." He almost squeezed out of his teeth in the whole sentence.

"I need money to make it easier for you here. In addition, hiring a lawyer... I need money to buy a carriage."

Hearing Sigmon's previous explanation, Lawrence's face was slightly slow and nodded slightly, but when he heard the last item, he could no longer control his emotions.

"Carriage, damn carriage, how could you think of buying a carriage?!"

"Give me a rope, who can give me a rope?!"

Lawrence's emotions fluctuated. At this time, when he heard the shouts inside, the police officers guarding the door rushed in one after another.

"Calm down, Lawrence, everything will be better, don't worry, you will definitely get out. You won't get on the gallows, you won't use that rope." Sigmon comforted.

Police officers on both sides also stepped forward to stop Lawrence.

"Who said I'm going to commit suicide?"

While being dragged away by the police, Lawrence roared loudly.

"I want to hang you!!"

"Twenty years ago I should have taken you..."

Sigmun could no longer hear the dirty words behind him. However, he could fully understand Lawrence's emotions.

If this were in modern society, who would use the money from getting married to buying a house to buy a car, it would probably be directly poured into the cement foundation by the father.

"Hey, let him get used to it slowly. When he finds that the carriage is gone, he will probably be even more sad."

Sigmon shook his head helplessly and walked out of the visiting room.

When the few left, they didn't notice that at the other end of the corridor, a middle-aged police officer with a beautiful mustache quietly withdrew his gaze.

Gildo went to the Royal Institute of Medicine in person, and he mentioned something obscurely. Sigmon speculated that the so-called Royal Institute of Medicine might also involve a certain degree of extraordinary power.

If technology is not enough, extraordinary people will come to make up.

Although there are few explanations to the outside world, the identification results provided by the Royal Institute of Medicine are also one of the most authoritative evidence in court.

But it is strange that the extraordinary and reality of this world are a combination of existence and vagueness. Many things are not placed on the table, and I don’t know what considerations are for.

Things in the police station came to an end. They just had to wait patiently for news from Gildo. Taking advantage of this time, Sigmun took the time to change himself into a dress.

Although I don’t like the top hats of gentlemen in this era, it is still necessary to have a decent suit and windbreaker.

However, after going around the garment store and understanding the price of the suit, Sigmun turned around and left decisively.

No wonder clothes become one of the symbols of identity.

This is simply a luxury.

In fact, well-made suits, windbreakers, top hats and canes will even become one of the most important components of a person's legacy.

In addition to regular garment stores, there are also many active second-hand markets. If you are more serious, you should also be able to choose clothes that suit your figure.

All the original clothes were left at home, and after the house was sold, Sigmun kept running around. He didn't expect to go back at this time, so he found a cheap clothing store.

Picked a cheap suit.

But even the money he paid secretly made him feel heartbroken.

As for the hat, in the Kingdom of Elland, a man must have a hat that matches his identity.

It symbolizes self-reliance and self-love, and men take their hats and go out to face the whole world, which is a necessity for them to arm themselves, just like makeup for women.

The top hat is not within Sigmun's consideration. That thing seems so stupid based on the current aesthetics.

The bowler hat did not match his current identity, so he chose a kind of hat that was more popular among the civilians and the middle class.

It is not that Sigmun cared about his appearance, but that he followed the local customs. Before a person was strong enough to fight against the entire secular rules, he should learn to integrate it properly.

After changing his outfit, it was also convenient for him to carry out his next work.

Gildo was very efficient. Before noon, the message was sent back and confirmed the information. Sigmun put on a coat and a hat.

He decided to give the kind perfume merchant a big gift the next day.
Chapter completed!